You know your Baja very well! I suspect you have many good memories of places forever lost to progress down there too.
I did a little searching on the internet and can find nothing of Josephine and the "Sky Ranch" I speak of.
The "Ranch" was located between Catavina and Punta Prieta (I'm probably killing the spellings). Josephine, back in the 1970's, was in her 70's or maybe 80's, had long, flowing black hair all the way down to her thighs. She was fluent in English and was married for years to a Los Angeles plumber.
She would often offer me up free sodas and food to stay a while longer and visit with her. She liked me because I was a plumber back then!
I do remember Sammy, the oldest son of the Diaz family. One year, after loosing our 18' aluminum boat and trailer over a cliff on the way down to LA Bay, we spent the better part of two days limping into the Bay with the boat and trailer. Sammy worked all day patching our boat. When the trailer came off our truck, we had opened up the stem of the boat like a ragged can opener had gone through it- the boat "flew.....almost" over the wench post and tore a hole big enough to sink the Titanic!
Sammy patched our boat with a piece of airplane wing from a crashed plane which, by chance, I witnessed crash into the water at the Bay several years earlier. Cost of Sammy's repair- $5!
Then there was the 4th of July celebration I attended when Papa Diaz got a little carried away and fired off his pistol to celebrate- after a few too many tequilas. When the small squad of federal police showed up to investigate, they faced a crowd of 30 liars who collectively never heard any shots fired!
Yes Sam, you are right, "you can't go back again". I'm living in Australia now, and though very different a place when compared to Baja, it's got a special "wild west" charm all of it's own. We travel full time for work and we've been on the road now for going on 8 years. Western Australia is "my adopted" Baja! But...the Mexican food here is lousy!
We are currently on the west coast of Australia on the Indian Ocean in Port Hedland, around 1,650kms north from Perth, the world's most remote capital city. We're out here on the edge- making new memories!
Cheers,
shep